this summer

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Song Han closed his eyes, twitched the corner of his mouth, and got up quickly and turned around.

Putting both hands on the keys, Song Han lowered his eyes and pressed down with his fingers.

Jing Fan followed closely.

This is their new song. There is no score, but the two played the same melody tacitly.

The guests on the first floor were chatting happily, and suddenly there was a sound of a piano, and they all looked at the open door in unison for a moment.

For a while, Jing Xuan forgot to answer Song Yuanlin's words.He didn't know how many years he hadn't heard Jing Fan play the piano. After learning the guitar, Jing Fan didn't seem to have touched the piano again.The elegant figure who once sat on the piano bench in a dress has long been a memory in the photo album.

Song Yuanlin was not much better than him. The sound of the piano was obviously a little rusty, but it soon became fluent, and anyone with a little appreciation ability could hear the meaning of it.He still remembered that time, when Song Han was playing the piano in the piano room, the teacher was chased away by her, and he wanted to go up to teach the girl, but was stopped by Song Qin.

The son said to him: "If young people don't have this energy, how boring are they?"

So when Song Han let go of his harsh words and left home, he suppressed his desire to control and did not tie the rebellious girl back. Now it seems that his decision was right, his granddaughter is still the girl who is fearless , still has a spine as tall and straight as a poplar.

Song Chengyue looked at the tearful old and young in front of him, and was simply convinced by this magical night.

The sound of the piano has not stopped, but the voices on the first floor have gradually died down.

The woman in the long blue dress chatted sideways with the woman beside her, "Didn't you always want to know what Xiaodong was like before?"

Ye Lian recalled the bright smile he had seen in the photos, and nodded with a gentle smile in his eyes, "I feel it."

A fearless boy with a passion that cannot be stopped by anything.Full of expectations for the world, full of hope for the future, stepping on the ground under your feet, flying in the clouds with your heart, facing the scorching sun.

After finishing the song, the two leaned on each other heartily.

"Jingshen is really versatile, and the people are not broken."

"Boss Song is absurd."

Song Han lowered his head, Jing Fan raised his head, the two looked at each other and laughed.

In the end, Song Han hugged Jing Fan and almost fell to the ground.

"Okay," Song Han helped her up, "it's time to go down."

Jing Fan hugged her waist and leaned his head on her shoulder. The scents of the two of them mixed and merged with each other, enveloping this small piece of world, making her not want to move. But don't know what to do to fill it up.She lightly rubbed against Song Han's shoulders, and she was willful to the end, "I don't want to go down."

Song Han took a breath, and raised his hand hesitantly before it slowly landed on her back. Jing Fan was wearing a backless dress. Although she didn't show much, her fingertips touched the white skin in front of her For a moment, her heart still seemed to be on fire, and she leaned closer to her Jing Fan's ear, her tone restrained: "You're not yet an adult, Jingshen, be more reserved."

What responded to her was Jing Fan who raised his head and stared at her with bright eyes without blinking, "I'm quite happy, can't you? Boss Song?"

The rising ending sound was like a hook, smashing the softest part of Song Han's heart into pieces.

She looked at Jing Fan's face close at hand, and really thought, okay.However, reason only fled for a moment before being dragged back by her, she couldn't, the product of impulsiveness often can't last long, both she and Jing Fan had to wait, even if it was only a few days left.

So she silently took a deep breath and refused righteously. "no."

Jing Fan looked at her for a while, and saw that she really didn't intend to change her words, her face burned up, making her eyes red.Letting go, she withdrew from her arms and pushed the person, walked around a few steps to put on her shoes, and rushed out without looking back.

Song Han looked at her back, sighed helplessly, and chased her out.

The two running figures attracted everyone's attention, Jing Fan didn't look up all the way, and only after going down the steps did he realize that everyone was looking at her. The originally bustling hall was so quiet that there was only a faint music, as if praying for her embarrassment.Jing Fan froze in place for a moment.

There is no solution to this scene.

Jing Xuan frowned, and was about to go up to rescue his sister, when Song Yuanlin spoke first, "Xiaohan, what are you doing, the little girl is a guest here, why are you acting so angry?"

Jing Fan turned her head to look at her in astonishment. She had a soft and delicate face, and she was full of anger in her heart. When she raised her eyes, her eyes were glistening with grievances. I really feel pity for her.

"It's my fault, I broke Miss Jing's things." Song Han's voice came from behind.

The black figure holding the hem of the skirt walked up to her, and stretched out his hand, holding an earring in his hand.

Jing Fan looked at her with a clear smile in her eyes, "This earring is broken, wait for me, and I'll send it to you when it's repaired, okay?"

Jing Xuan walked up quickly, hugged his sister's shoulders, looked at Song Han with vigilance, "No, it's just an earring, it's not enough."

"Okay." Jing Fan said suddenly, looking at Song Han, the moisture in his eyes receded, "I'll wait for you."

On the way back, Jingxuan only felt that his sister had been wronged, and refused to say anything, regretting deeply, "Xiao Fan, if Song Han bullies you, tell me, no matter what happens to the Song family, I will not let you suffer wronged in vain. "